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StoryHome ralph16 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHockney and I ralph36 years 1 month ago
StoryOn London Bridge I Fell Down and Wept ralph26 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Stigmatisations ralph36 years 1 month ago
StoryOlder ralph06 years 1 month ago
StoryAs if Dancing to Basie ralph36 years 1 month ago
StoryWisconsin ralph06 years 1 month ago
StoryBreathing Lessons ralph16 years 2 months ago
StoryDawn Call Late ralph06 years 2 months ago
Forum topicRecovery Songs published today ralph36 years 3 months ago
StoryWhilst Reading Anne Tyler ralph06 years 3 months ago
StoryDistancing ralph16 years 3 months ago
StoryA Dance in the Pub for Carlos Alberto ralph16 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Childhood ralph26 years 4 months ago
StoryThomas Wilson ralph26 years 5 months ago
StoryAfter the Division Bell ralph06 years 7 months ago
Blog entryLondon Reading Event Coming Up! insertponceyfre...106 years 7 months ago
Forum topicRecovery Songs published today ralph06 years 8 months ago
StoryBuild a Castle ralph06 years 8 months ago
StorySerotonin Rag ralph86 years 8 months ago
StoryJesus Drives a Hyundai ralph16 years 10 months ago
StoryA Sharp Intake ralph16 years 10 months ago
StoryOnset ralph16 years 10 months ago
Forum topicRecovery Songs ralph06 years 10 months ago
Forum topicRecovery Songs ralph06 years 10 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Moon Over Armley

Moon Over Armley An angry cloud converses with the lunar. The sixpence sphere will always rise above. In Armley prison darkness arrives sooner. A...
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Act! A Poem for Basildon

Act! Looking from the window above, like a story of love. Can you hear me? — Yazoo, Only You. 1982 I'm lonely here. There are no poets here. Oh yes,...
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Cherry

The Darlings

The Darlings So, I was seeing this woman for a while who was in and out of the music business. She once married a man who was in a band who will...

Daddy Long Legs

Daddy Long Legs There was a singular man who walked tall around our Basildon town in an open necked shirt, a comb in his top left pocket. Shiny shoes...
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Cherry

Record

Record And they are spitting bars in the chapel. I watch my back, my moods switched on. It’s chilly. The prison dialled down until November. Price of...
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